(Chapter thirteen.)

The ship Sara was hiding behind had weapons on board, but it was first and foremost a carrier craft, intended to transport troopers. It couldn't out maneuver any x- wings or fire as quickly and accurately either. If they managed to somehow get in the air, they would probably be shut down. Logically, they were screwed.

Lieutenant, Phasma shouted, muffled over the sound of the jets, I sent a distress signal to the Supermacy. We have to hold them off until reinforcements arrive. Said Captain Phasma.

Sara nodded in response, muttering. Can we? Sara didn't expect or want an answer from Phasma. Sara probably wouldn't like the answer.